August 6, 2017

Macaroni Necklaces

It seemed that when I was a boy in grade school I would make my parents all sorts of horrible gifts. I can recall one Christmas in particular, that I made a “pencil holder” from a coffee can and construction paper. The funny thing was that ugly coffee can that still smelled like coffee, sat on our desk at our house in Lima. I can remember thinking “Wow, they really liked that. Maybe I can make that for them every year.” But no grade school arts and crafts time would be complete without the obligatory necklace made from yarn, glue, glitter and dry macaroni noodles. I made one, my brother before me made one and my sisters ahead of him made one too. Apparently, macaroni necklaces are a required course to pass if you are to be a first grade art teacher. My mom ooohed and ahhhed over it and wore it immediately. To me it was diamonds and gold. She acted like it was to her too. I think God is like that somewhat. He knows us and our weaknesses. Yet He loves our gifts no matter how cheesy. (pun intended)